User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-9124274-20150402214737/@comment-3135907-20150403031113

Repost from the other thread: On deck, Zinnd turned to go inside. He noticed Vinnu, however, and turning to the runt ferret leaning against the mast, he scowled. "Wot are you lookin' at? Go feed the slaves, scummy!"

Vinnu jerked up quickly and hobbled off to the Galley, soon returning laden down with a bucket of chummy porridge swilled with fish heads, fish guts, octopus bits and pieces, and mealyworm-infested biscuit crumbs. He stumped off belowdecks to the Oardeck and entered the aisle, clanging a ladle against the side of the bucket "Wakey wakey me beauties. Time fer vittles!" Vinnu watched as the younger, fresher greenhorn slaves started sitting up and holding out their paws. Some of them were even smiling gratefully.

Those that were used to Vinnu, however, sat glumly in their benches, knowing all too well how the stunted, twisted ferret operated.